Dana Morales64 said:It's not that we're being silly—we're just jealous you guys get those "experiences," since apparently, knowing how much it hurts makes it feel like some kind of miracle.😉
Actually, for your information, women—speaking in a general sense—possess a significantly higher tolerance for pain.
I have absolutely no intention of continuing to instruct you. And I certainly hope you won't persist with this tedious trolling.
Look, you simply need to see a gynecologist to determine if the bleeding has actually subsided or not. If this was a one-time occurrence, I suppose waiting a few days isn't the end of the world if you truly cannot make an appointment right this second, but if it happens again, you should be marching straight to his office without hesitation.
It is most likely nothing catastrophic—I have dealt with my own bouts of heavy hemorrhaging in the past—but strictly as a precaution, because there is always a possibility of something more significant, you really ought to go.
Yes, I am inclined to agree that you will handle that situation with remarkable composure.
As for everything else—I simply could not bring myself to sleep with a tampon, for a multitude of reasons. I absolutely loathed Always; their overnight varieties, which they claim stretch from "belly button to backside," were constantly absorbing everything. I made a point of securing them with the tightest underwear possible, but even then, the back end of the 🙂 would eventually disintegrate, so now I just opt for short cotton shorts. Before I started on the pill, getting out of bed was an ordeal; taking two Advil on an empty stomach before bed might actually allow me to sleep until morning, and when I did finally rise, I had to move with extreme caution—just bracing myself with my hands and practically rolling onto the floor to sprint toward the bathroom. I usually laid a towel underneath me just to mitigate the mess. The issue arose a few times when I woke up too late, stood up, and everything just ran down my legs. It was disgusting.
My only suggestion would be to try it and perhaps learn to tolerate a stained towel... though I truly cannot say. Mirena sounds like your best bet for now.
I am officially joining the club. I find myself in a perpetual state of low-grade discomfort, just enough to keep my nerves frayed, which inevitably leads to a sharper outburst before I reach for some Ketoral; now, I am simply riding a wave of hormonal agitation. There is absolutely no way to find any peace here.
By the way, ladies—Ketoral and Advil are essentially the exact same thing, just different brands of ketoprofen, where the only real distinction is that Ketoral is a few cents cheaper. Plus, the Ketoral bottle is smaller, making it much more practical for a purse 😁 since I’m starting to sound like a total addict...
You are alarmingly detached from reality, and it shows in how everyone else on this forum is reacting to you. Common sense seems to be entirely lost on you. Furthermore, I believe the underlying motivation behind your little crusade is perfectly transparent. Yes, it is a fact that there are doctors out there who couldn't care less about their patients; they exist just as surely as any other group of people does in the general population. If you’re terrified of medical professionals, you might as well be terrified of a local mechanic.
Moreover, you have drifted disturbingly far from the actual subject at hand. You started by discussing someone intentionally trying to transmit HIV, yet somehow you’ve pivoted to complaining about substandard hospital conditions—not even here in the States, mind you, but in Africa and other developing nations—and then moved on to criticizing the unethical nature and general malice found among doctors. What's next on your agenda? A conspiracy theory about Big Pharma?
There is a far greater statistical probability that you will contract something nasty elsewhere, or that some other misfortune will strike, if fate is truly determined to draw your number.
As for your final point, yes, that is precisely what we call spin doctoring—presenting oneself in a socially acceptable light. Have you never encountered a liar in your life? Is it not common knowledge that a man won't tell his wife he picked up a prostitute on his way home from work, but will instead remain silent? Or perhaps he'll insist it's impossible for him to be hiv-positive unless it happened during a clinical test? You are being incredibly naive.
By the way, I once read a theory about aliens kidnapping human children; honestly, is your argument really just "well, I read it somewhere"?
And no, I do not actually believe you are genuinely paranoid.
edit: Please, for the love of everything, define the actual topic of this conversation. Because it seems to me we have drifted from "I am afraid of getting infected while testing" all the way to "evil doctors are trying to infect us."
Jesse Long2 said:There is a pervasive issue found in hospitals all over the world, including right here in the States, which can only be described as pure negligence and carelessness by medical staff.
-Are you aware of the statistic I recently read in the news? It claims that one in five people in Africa contract HIV due to poor hygiene and unsterilized medical equipment and tools. I know, we aren't Africa.
The lack of sterilization isn't necessarily born of malice, but rather a matter of opportunity and the systemic exploitation of loopholes. One must think outside the box.
Restaurants don't bother washing food. They toss it onto dirty surfaces and then serve it on a plate. In bars, they spit in your drink. Some filthy old man wipes his nose on his hand and then grabs a subway pole. A woman at the bakery uses the restroom, fails to wash her hands, and hands you bread without even using a napkin. Betting parlors are the most frequent targets for robberies. Sexual assaults occur in broad daylight, leaving devastating consequences. Innocent people end up behind bars. The church denies the utility of condoms, thereby facilitating the spread of HIV. Drunk drivers get behind the wheel and plow through heavy traffic. Children play with firearms. Some hyperactive kid stabs another just for the hell of it. There is a massive oil spill off the coast of America.
Must we truly persist with this conversation?
No, there is no realistic or significant probability that you will become infected from an unsterilized needle during a blood draw. There is a minuscule chance. It is roughly equal to the chance of a piano falling on your head. Go stand in front of a building and wait. Check back in three days. Stop spreading panic. Or better yet, stop trolling; it’s pathetic. (And I, being an idiot, am feeding the troll) If you truly insist on being certain, for heaven's sake, look at where they source their needles.
Theoretically speaking, there is always the distinct possibility that a grand piano could plummet from a fifth-floor window and crush you tomorrow; honestly, it might be best if you just stayed indoors and avoided the streets altogether.
A few things, dear. First off, if you haven't already, go get an ultrasound done. I have yet to encounter a single woman who claims to be in pain while her ovaries are perfectly fine. 2. If your blood work comes back normal, and if that’s something you’re open to, you absolutely must consult with a physician—and please, find a new one, because your current doctor clearly lacks even a shred of common sense—regarding birth control pills. I went through the exact same ordeal you are facing, and the pill was my saving grace; while the pains haven't vanished entirely, they are significantly shorter in duration and much milder in intensity. 3. As someone else has already pointed out, you should never wait until the agony actually strikes before reaching for medication; instead, take it at the very moment you anticipate the onset. Then, maintain a strict schedule according to the necessary intervals. (For instance, I used 100mg of Ketoral every three hours.) You might want to experiment with those "synthetic" compounds, such as ketoprofen (brands like Ketoral or Kanvon), because for women dealing with severe pain, basic "pure" ingredients like ibuprofen are often far too weak to provide any real relief. 4. Cut out carbonated drinks, caffeine, and heavy foods for a week leading up to your period and throughout its duration; doing so will aid your digestion and reduce unnecessary muscle cramping.
Regarding heating your abdomen—for me, that always resulted in the exact opposite effect, causing heavier bleeding and intensified cramps. Such a reaction would be utterly unbearable. By all means, stay covered, but I wouldn't advise using heat pads or hot water bottles too aggressively, as they dilate the blood vessels.
I once experienced a physical reaction akin to those ridiculous old commercials—you know the ones, where they claim you can wander through a blizzard without even an undershirt because some miracle ointment will magically fix everything.🙄
And let me tell you, if there’s a draft blowing and I haven't layered up with enough clothing to cover every vital organ from my kidneys to my reproductive system, or if I dare to walk on ice or sit on a cold surface, my reward is guaranteed: debilitating aches the next day and a menstrual cycle that is significantly more painful and lasts much longer than it should.
By the way, is there an existing thread here regarding the actual scientific validity of all that "old wives' tale" health advice? I know there's a discussion about it over on Reddit, but I couldn't find anything on this forum... and while the original prompt might have been intended as mere trolling, I believe this deserves a more serious, expanded conversation.
I experienced elevated fibrinogen levels—everything was through the roof—right before my surgery. It’s a known fact that fibrinogen can spike dramatically due to stress, and that is precisely what happened in my case. I loathe giving advice like this, but if you are dealing with any significant stressors, you really ought to try to mitigate them; perhaps even take some Normabell now and then? (And believe me, I absolutely despise Normabell.) It worked for me; following my procedure, both my platelet counts and everything else finally stabilized once I stopped being so constantly on edge.
The fact that your feet feel cold doesn't mean your blood is thickening; honestly, that is just a common physiological reality for women.
My surgeon actually prescribed it to me right after he performed a procedure to remove part of an ingrown nail... generally speaking, whenever I find myself dealing with a situation like that, I apply it just once and the results are nothing short of excellent.
It hadn't even crossed my mind, quite frankly; it seemed far more logical to assume it would be more effective if applied topically, directly onto the wound itself... but I suppose I was mistaken. 🤷
I found myself engaged in a rather absurd conversation with a friend just the other day regarding a glaring inefficiency I’ve observed within the US healthcare system. When I first moved to a major American city about eight years ago, I used to handle everything from dental work to diagnostic imaging at a clinic over in the suburbs. Typically, I would arrive toward the end of the day—either because I was finishing up school or simply lacked the motivation to get moving early—and despite waiting for two hours, I never once complained; I was usually among the last to be seen, yet still finished well before closing time. There was plenty of breathing room. Whenever I had dental issues, I went back repeatedly, and the experience remained consistently efficient. Then, recently, a friend mentioned that they have transitioned to an appointment-based system at that same location. I remarked that surely the wait wouldn't be excessive, given how seamlessly they used to process patients without any hassle. She corrected me immediately: you now wait months. Just for a single scan.
The exact same phenomenon applies to my CA125 blood tests. I would go there late in the afternoon—again, out of sheer laziness—and since they would call people in based on their tests, and it clearly wasn't crowded earlier in the day, I knew I’d be out of there within thirty minutes. Fast forward to a year ago when I went back... the waiting list for tumor markers had ballooned to three months.
What on earth happened? Where did all these people come from, and where did these massive waiting lists originate? How can there be such overwhelming congestion now when there was none before? Where is this surge coming from? Has the population of this city suddenly exploded, considering we are waiting days for tests that used to be performed instantly? Honestly, who is responsible for this madness? It is perfectly clear to me that people are seeking out tests they don't actually need, a point my doctor recently made with a rather biting side comment... My cardiologist sent me for a full battery of tests to evaluate my medication efficacy and examine the specifics of my condition, yet my primary physician couldn't fathom why she should bother writing the referrals. She simply doesn't care. Yet, when it came down to her own salary, she was the first one out there protesting against the State officials... but to suggest that there is truly such a massive demand for these tests is pure lunacy. I genuinely cannot comprehend how these waiting lists became so astronomical. 🤷
And as for the Emergency Room... that is a whole different story. I’ve been to the ER in the city about three times now—once for a discolored tongue, once for a swollen ear, and once for blue lips. It never even crossed my mind that people could walk into an ER with such nonchalance. 🤷
She simply stated exactly what was written in her instructions, and that should be the end of it; it is fundamentally improper to step outside those established boundaries. Furthermore, during that first week, it remains entirely uncertain whether it was her very first pack of pills or her hundred and first that she missed.
Until you can state with absolute, unwavering certainty that she will not face an unplanned pregnancy, you must advise her to use protection, for she alone is the one who will endure the consequences of your counsel.
Whatever it is that you and I decided to handle on our own terms remains strictly our business, and our specific circumstances are in no way identical to hers.